In a major twist of fate, it appears as though the Emerson-attending son of Graydon Carter, Vanity Fair chief, is a mega Strokes-loving hipster.
Sigh. You can't pay for stuff this good, people.
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A discovery of what is appropriate, inappropriate, and what is a total no ma'am in this cynical, crazy world that we live in mixed in with *sossip* aka the random gossip, thoughts, and sarah-isms that I just love to see in writing. And so do you, you know it.
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